We spent a few days in Sucre resting and enjoying the heat. We watched some football and spent a night eating and drinking way too much, somehow ending up in a karaoke bar until 4 a.m. This resulted in us staying yet another day.
We said farewell to the French cyclists, Cyril, Nicolas and Alice, who took a bus to La Paz and we headed out on the road to Santa Cruz with Ellen, Elmar, Myles, and Marcin. Flo, the other French cyclist, was briefly with us but he surged ahead on the first day, not to be seen again.
Recoleta market.
Light and shadow.
Sweeping the stoop.
Sucre cathedral.
Roof tiles.
Sucre’s central market.
Cathedral door detail.
Prefectura del departamento.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Having a drink.
Prefectura del departamento.
Peanut seller.
Looking north on Estudiantes in Sucre.
Great coffee.
Sucre near the central market.
Sucre.
The Bolivian colours flying from Prefectura del departamento.
Juice bars in Sucre’s Mercado Central.
A vintage VW Brasilia.
Looking at Plaza 25 de Mayo from Plaza Restaurant’s patio.
Bowler and braids.
The courtyard of our hotel, Casa Verde.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Sucre Cathedral.
Casa Verde, our hotel in Sucre.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Plaza Cochabamba.
Plaza 25 de Mayo in Sucre.
Recoleta Plaza.
Recoleta plaza.
Wrought iron gate and shadows.
Juice seller in Sucre.
Moving the goods.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Plaza 25 de Mayo.
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We always enjoy reading your blog and looking at your pictures!
Likewise. We’re following you as you begin your adventure. Stay in touch. I think our paths may cross soon.
Ah…I was looking for the karaoke pictures!